Quarantine Scenes III

Woof, week 10. No one is more cooped up than Coop tho.

Work wife!

Buy Klon’s Tobe Hooper zine!
You can pick it up from Bizarro if you live in Athens!

Still hate FaceTime but love seeing these faces.
Happy Birthday!!


This is Cooper’s best friend. They visit pretty regularly!
Martin with Kristy and Gavin. One of my favorite vampire (maybe) movies

Georgia has basically reopened and things feel confusing. I still try to act as tho I’m an asymptomatic carrier when I leave home, but everyone seems to be on different pages. Sometimes, I worry I’m being too extreme, other times I worry I’ve grown restless and sloppy. Usually, I feel like the latter- I’ve eased up on a bunch of precautions this month. I go to the grocery store aaalmost every week. I made my first non-essential shopping trip to Bizarro (some bros downtown laughed at me for wearing a mask?). Most recently, I decided to have three friends ‘in my bubble.’ That last change came out of a discussion I had with my closest friend of the three (we both have limited coworker interactions, live alone, and pretty much just hang out with each other); the other two I see less often and they have their own extended circles. Early on, I tried to find any article that said a limited friend bubble (people you are sharing a space of some sort with) was ok and could not find anything. Now you can find a few articles that recommend having a coronabuddy or friend pact but to be real, I get my choice here isn’t advisable and I hope I don’t get anyone sick. A few other things: I started talking to a therapist again; I’m excited about parks re-opening; I’m mailing in my vote. I still walk or run almost every day. I eat well. I read every night. My cats remain a daily comfort. I’m into a “new normal,” but can’t imagine being comfortable going out for real anytime soon.

A couple observations from friends that have resonated with me:
I feel like I’m going insane. On the one hand, you have people who are openly concerned about the virus and the implications that the weird nature of its spread have on our current lives and the remainder of our human experience moving forward.
On the other, there are people who are staunchly committed to the notion that the virus is no bigger a concern than all the other things that we already accept that aggressively kill us in accelerated ways… That they and others are entitled to go to work to collect money to hand over to their “boss.”
And on this other, weirdest-biggest third hand, are my many friends and acquaintances who keep posting IG stories and stuff that are like, #socialdistancebirthdayparty or whatever, but it’s like, no, you didn’t have a socially-distanced birthday party, you just had a regular hang, just like from before, as though nothing were truly different or weird. Like it’s not real or it’s some kind of pretend. And that makes me feel the most insane of all…

People are so callous and desensitized to death. It exposes so many systematic failings and embedded racism/ageism and how we evaluate lives. It is bizarre that I have heard next to nothing about deaths in Athens. I see the number, but everyone just treats them as a statistic. Under other circumstances, I’m used to seeing fundraising pages to help with funeral costs, or obituaries, or Facebook posts or SOMETHING.

I really don’t know how to feel sometimes. I’m acclimating every day!

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